Winslo and I are cuddling and watching Amelie while I string my paper snowflakes together.
Don't be. I'm sneezing my brains out and have some real nice chills wreaking havoc on my sewing skills.
I'm so glad that my sickness waited to get here during one of my busiest weeks as a teacher, and not over the convenient five day vacation I just finished.
Not. You hear that cold? I'm trying to beat you with sarcasm and denial. And a heaping dose of Christmas spirit.
You better run!
(maybe if i scatter my used tissues around enough, they'll look like freshly fallen snow...)